Alternatively...

I love these little moments of Sirius being a polite (and slightly chivalrous) boy so much.

“What’s going on?” he said, stretching out a hand to help Ginny up. “Phineas Nigellus said Arthur’s been badly injured — ”

And

“Harry saw Sirius move up the bench to make room for her.”

“Believe me,” croaked Black. “Believe me. I never betrayed James

and Lily. I would have died before I betrayed them.”

(Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban)

i’ve been consuming too much ballet series/films/videos to the point i’m like crap, i need to write the whole thing know.

specially when i come across moments where i think that’s so blackinnon/marlene/sirius coded 🫠

The Black Sisters

pre Andromeda's disowning.

(first time drawing andy, yaaay)

sirius not giving a fuck about the prank, but also being so surprised that snape actually showed up is so precious to me. "damn. i thought i have made it clear that i hate him. wdym he came?"

the only way i see sirius proposing to marlene is this:

they’ve been a situationship for years. they’re okay with it. it works for them. makes everyone mad but fuck them, it’s their lives. it’s their personal business.

but then, in the midst of a war they’re starting to believe might actually lose (it’s has been a very very bad few months people), they get together. sirius drinks a bit more than usual. and so he asks marlene if she thinks what they have could be more.

if they should take things to the next level.

marlene is kinda lost at the beginning.

then she thinks he’s asking her to be his girlfriend.

sirius insists, she’s there. he’s there. they always go out of their way to be there for each other. they could take things to the next next level.

and then it sinks.

he’s talking marriage.

sirius never actually says it, but rectifies by saying: forget it, i’m drunk, i’ll probably die soon anyway.

she ends up dying instead.

obsessed with how every time harry mentions sirius he has to take a moment to froth at the mouth about how hot he is. that boy is his father’s son

bellatrix black (the angel of death)

Baby, I'm a sociopath Sweet serial killer On the warpath Cause I love you just a little too much

andromeda black (the girl who got away)

She's got, she's got a way She's got a way, she's got a way She got, she got away She got away, she got away

narcissa black (the last hope)

The winner takes it all The loser's standing small Beside the victory That's her destiny

hmmm okay these were all not rly cursed i cant have you think youre safe from cursed prompts now!

so may i please ask for padfoot/moony/fluffy

hahaha thank you for all your prompts cat! and now it’s time for the first post of your cursed ones… this was not easy so even though it’s sketchy it took a while, considered adding fang to the polycule (as suggested by @lynxindisguise ) but there were already too many heads in the mix 😂

day 6 - music festival (muggle au) - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest

Sirius presented her with a pair of rubber boots.

“What are those?” She asked.

“The perfect footwear for rainy days and skipping puddles.”

“It isn’t raining.”

“But it will be where we are going. Come now, put them on.”

“You’re joking, right? They’re hideous” she protested.

“Shouldn’t you be more concerned with where we are going?”

“If I worried for every little thing you planned for, we would never go anywhere. But must I get there with such ugly little things?”

There was nothing little about the boots. They were tall and yellow and screaming loudly at her to not try them on.

“Fine. You can have mine.” Sirius sighed.

Sirius produced a pair of black ones and Marlene knew all along he bought them in her size right from the beginning.

Later on at night, after driving all the way to the music festival and spending all day dancing and screaming at the top of their lungs for their favorite bands and songs, Marlene and Sirius found their way to their camp site.

They stumbled ungracefully into their tent, laughing loudly, half drunk and half deaf from all the music still banging in their ears.

Marlene lifted her legs up in the air, her black boots covered in mud now.

“Best fucking gift ever”

“What about the festival tickets?”

“Oh yeah, that too” Marlene laughed, slapping Sirius slightly in his chest and propping herself up to kiss him on the lips.